Chapter Sixteen of "The Years of Delight": Hiding the Murderer

"Huh? No... that can't be. They're the People's Police, putting that kind of thing online is breaking the law!" Seeing Zhou Zi'ao's furious expression, everyone was stunned for a moment, then they understood what he meant. Lin Haiyin's mouth dropped open, her face full of disbelief.

"How could it not be? I've seen their quality firsthand. You work in the discipline inspection department, haven't you seen plenty of people like this?" Lu Yan glanced at her; the house raid at noon had shown her what public servants were like.

"I... I should go see their director?" Hearing Lu Yan's words, Lin Haiyin was speechless for a moment, then said angrily. Actually, she was well aware of the situation; she was just too guilty about Xiaoyou's matter and eager to do something to make amends.

"Sigh, let's not look anymore. At times like this, the more we look, the bigger the trouble will get. Let's wait for Zhen Xing to come back." Li Yu, sitting to the side, sighed, unwilling but helpless. "But how will Xiao... Xiao You ever face anyone again?"

Everyone sighed inwardly. Finally, Zhou Honghong coughed and said softly, "Sister Li, I have an idea, but I don't know if I should say it."

Seeing that no one objected, Zhou Honghong paused and continued, "At this point, even if we delete all the videos online, it won't help. This afternoon I've been thinking about this. I feel that Zi Ao and Xiao You are no longer suitable to stay here. They should be sent to another place immediately, preferably abroad. I've decided to send Ao'er to Australia..."

"Mom, stop talking. If I have to leave you and Xiao You behind, I won't go anywhere." Before Zhou Honghong could finish, Zhou Zi Ao interrupted her, his handsome face filled with determination.

"Australia?" Upon hearing the country's name, Li Yu and Lu Yan exclaimed in unison. "Proud father... Father, no... isn't he there?" Completely astonished, Lu Yan deeply felt that Zhou Honghong was indeed no simple woman. To disregard the humiliation of being betrayed and abandoned, and to willingly send her own son back to her unfaithful husband, truly required immense courage. She couldn't help but look at her with newfound respect.

"Yes!" Seeing Lu Yan and Li Yu's surprised expressions, Zhou Honghong showed no embarrassment, but instead smiled. She stroked Zhou Zi'ao's head and muttered to herself, as if trying to comfort herself, "Sigh! As a woman, at this awkward age, what else is worth sacrificing for besides my son?"

Then, before anyone could interrupt, she raised her head and stared intently at Li Yu: "Teacher Li, oh no, Sister Li, please allow me to call you that. I know you and Brother Zhen originally planned to send Xiaoyou to study in Australia. If you're comfortable with that, I'd like to take Xiaoyou with me this time. I'll treat her like my own daughter." "

Ah? This..." Li Yu was completely taken aback by this suggestion and was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Wow! That's a good idea. Yu, are you a little hesitant? Things have come to this point, and every day Xiaoyou stays here is another day of suffering for her. Going abroad sooner would be better for her. If you can't decide, why don't you call and ask your Zhenxing? This needs to be decided soon, we can't delay." Lu Yan had a different reaction to Zhou Honghong's suggestion; she was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Zhou Honghong's words, "What else is worth sacrificing for besides your son?" seemed to carry another layer of meaning for Lu Yan: "Could it be that she's prepared to abandon my Duan Xiao for her son? Yes! Yes! That must be it. She said she'd take Xiaoyou, but she didn't say she'd take Xiao'er. Besides, even if she wanted to, she couldn't. Sending a child abroad requires the consent of both biological parents. Ah! Good! That's wonderful! Xiao'er can finally give up and come back to me."

After all, he was her own flesh and blood. Lu Yan had long forgotten the things Duan Xiao had said and done that had angered her. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn to look at her son, Duan Xiao. However, to her surprise, Duan Xiao's still somewhat childish face showed no expression other than a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Sigh, this child, so inscrutable, is becoming more and more like his father!" Lu Yan sighed silently, then turned to look at Zhou Honghong and Li Yu.

"Yes, Sister Li, Sister Lu is right. If you really have a hard time deciding, why don't you listen to Sister Lu and call Brother Zhen?" Zhou Honghong smiled at Lu Yan and nodded slightly in gratitude.

"Call him? This... I... I..." Hearing Lu Yan's words, Li Yu hesitated, and a hint of unease suddenly appeared on her face, making her speech even more hesitant.

"Yu, you wouldn't... you wouldn't have not told Zhen Xing about Xiao You yet?" Seeing the unease on Li Yu's face, Lu Yan suddenly realized something. Having been friends with Li Yu for so many years, she knew her best friend too well.

"Yan, I... I..." Sure enough, Lu Yan's question immediately stumped Li Yu, who shook her hands wildly, almost crying again.

"Sister Yan, this isn't Sister Yu's fault, it's all my fault. Even I... I don't know how to tell Brother Zhen." At this moment, Lin Haiyin, who hadn't spoken for a long time, bravely stepped forward, speaking up for Li Yu with a face full of guilt.

Seeing Lin Haiyin take the initiative to take responsibility, Lu Yan felt even more favorably disposed towards her. She had always thought of herself as Li Yu's most understanding and supportive friend, but now it seemed Lin Haiyin was no less so.

"Alright, alright, if you didn't say anything, you didn't. I didn't mean to blame either of you. Besides, it's better not to tell Zhen Xing. My husband's situation is already enough of a headache for him; telling him this would drive him crazy." Lu Yan quickly apologized, then changed the subject back to Xiaoyou's trip abroad: "But I think Xiaoyou's trip to Australia really can't be delayed. Any further delay will put even more psychological pressure on her." "

This… I know that, but, Yan, what should I do?" Hearing that she hadn't mentioned calling Zhen Xing, Li Yu felt a little relieved and turned to her for help.

"Yu, if you trust me, then I'll make the decision for you." Lu Yan looked into her best friend's eyes and said, enunciating each word clearly. In her mind, a three-pronged plan had formed: it would help Li Yu conceal the truth from Zhen Xing, allow Zhou Honghong to take the two children abroad sooner, and ultimately resolve her son's problem.

"Tell me quickly! Haven't you been making decisions for me all these years?" Li Yu was overjoyed and grabbed her hand, urging her on.

"We can act first and tell him later. Let Xiaoyou go to Australia with Teacher Zhou, and tell Zhen Xing the truth when he returns. Zhen Xing is always good at weighing pros and cons. Anyway, everything we do is for Xiaoyou's good, so he won't blame you much." Lu Yan said, observing Li Yu's reaction. Seeing her nodding repeatedly, she knew Li Yu had most likely accepted her suggestion.

As expected, Li Yu hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Then... I'll do as you say. Anyway, there's no other good way. If he blames me when he gets back, I'll let him blame me."

Li Yu, who was always more emotional than rational, had developed a certain degree of dependence on her best friend Lu Yan, especially on bigger matters.

"Then it's settled. As soon as Xiaoyou is discharged from the hospital, have Teacher Zhou take her and Zhou Zi'ao to Australia. When Zhen Xing comes back, I'll explain to him and see if he dares to say a single word against it." Hearing Li Yu's agreement, Lu Yan immediately smiled. She patted Li Yu's hand to comfort her, then turned to look out the window. It was already completely dark. "Oh, it's so late!"

"Oh dear, yes. Xiaoyou is alright now. Haiyin and I are enough here. Yan, you and Teacher Zhou should go back and get some rest. Especially Teacher Zhou, Xiaoyou will need your help a lot in the future." Li Yu looked out and exclaimed in surprise, then stood up to greet Zhou Honghong politely.

"Aunt Yu, Mom, I'm not leaving either. I'll stay and help take care of Youmei." Among everyone, Zhou Zi'ao was the happiest. He really hadn't expected that this afternoon, he and Xiaoyou were facing the danger of being forcibly separated, but now everything had turned out well. Before Li Yu and Zhou Honghong could agree, he had already run towards the ward.

"Master, here, the fare! Keep the change." Lu Yan casually tossed down a twenty-yuan bill, got up, and got out of the taxi. She was happy, so happy tonight. She really hadn't expected that, unintentionally, she had resolved something that had been giving her a headache for the past few days.

"Hmph, you little rascal, now you've given up, haven't you? Once your teacher Zhou leaves, let's see if you won't obediently come back to me." Walking along the tree-lined path leading to her apartment complex, Lu Yan almost burst out laughing. "No matter how clever you are, you can't outsmart me. I've seen more than you've walked. You're still too green."

"And your good teacher, your beautiful homeroom teacher, Zhou Honghong, didn't she also give in to me? Luckily, I stubbornly refused to back down, otherwise, how could she have given up? Hehe, what did she say last time? She was willing to give everything for you, even sacrifice her reputation. But what did she say today? 'Besides my son, what else is worth sacrificing?' Xiao'er, oh Xiao'er, isn't it obvious she's saying goodbye to you?"

"You brat, I'll let bygones be bygones for what you did to me. I'll give you a day or two to say goodbye to your 'good teacher' properly."

Before she knew it, Lu Yan was downstairs in the building where Miao Wenling lived. Several police cars were parked in front of her house, their flashing lights standing out brightly under the dim streetlights.

"Huh, isn't that Miao Wenling's house? What, is she having a party with her colleagues tonight?" Lu Yan was puzzled. She had never seen Miao Wenling bring colleagues home before, let alone so many police cars. Looking at her windows, all were brightly lit, and she could occasionally see figures walking by, seemingly busy with something.

Lu Yan couldn't help but think of the police who had searched her house at noon, and a surge of annoyance rose within her. She muttered something under her breath and quickly walked past.

"This girl, I wonder what her relationship with Gu Di is? Humph, I'll definitely have to find out when I get the chance." Lost in thought, Lu Yan arrived at the building across the street where her own house was located. For some reason, when she took out her keys to open the security door at the entrance of the building, the motion-activated light, which usually turned on at the slightest sound, didn't respond at all. She even stomped her foot on purpose, but it still didn't move. "Huh, is the light weird today?"

Just as she put away her keys and was about to take out her phone for light, two dark figures suddenly flashed out from behind the trash can next to her, almost scaring her to death. "Sister Yan, don't be afraid, it's me." Before she could shout, one of the taller dark figures had already darted up and covered her mouth.

"Ugh... Brother Gu, how... how is it you?" Although her voice was a little muffled, Lu Yan still recognized who it was. However, through the blurry vision, Gu Yong's right cheek seemed a little swollen, quite different from usual.

"Sister Yan, we'll talk later. Take me and Xiaoling to your house first." This time, Lu Yan realized that the other dark figure was Miao Wenling. Just as she was about to ask her more questions, Gu Yong pushed her upstairs.

"Why did the hallway light suddenly go out?" Lu Yan muttered, trying to suppress her doubts, while shining her phone light on the path.

"I unplugged it." As soon as Lu Yan opened the door at her apartment, Gu Yong pulled Miao Wenling inside. Once Lu Yan was inside, he slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside.

"What are you doing? Are you stealing? Why are you pulling it out? It's so inconvenient..." Lu Yan found Gu Yong's actions strange. She turned on the light switch, ready to question him, but when Gu Yong turned around, she froze. "Ah! Gu... Brother Gu, what happened to your face?"

"Ouch, don't... don't touch it, it hurts!" Gu Yong gasped, stopping her outstretched hands. With Miao Wenling's help, he walked towards the living room, stammering to Lu Yan, "Sister Yan, do you have any cotton swabs or rubbing alcohol? Find some for me to clean."

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll get them for you." Lu Yan hurriedly went to find cotton swabs and rubbing alcohol, and soon found them, along with gauze and painkillers.

"Come on, Gu-di, let me wipe your face." Lu Yan had Gu Yong sit on the sofa in the living room, facing the chandelier on the ceiling. She dipped a cotton swab in alcohol and began wiping his face, asking with concern, "What happened to your face? It's so swollen! Oh dear, and you've lost two teeth?"

"Hehe, it's a long story. Oh dear, and... let Xiaoling tell you." Gu Yong grimaced, looking quite pained.

"Xiaoling, what exactly happened? When I came over, I saw a police car parked in front of your house. I thought you had invited your colleagues over for a party?" Lu Yan then turned to Miao Wenling.

"Yes...that's how it is." Miao Wenling, panting, recounted the whole story while helping him, ending with a regretful sigh, "Afterwards, we had time to go home, pack our things, and run away, but when we got to our doorstep, we discovered we'd lost our keys and couldn't get in. Ugh, what bad luck! We probably left them at the station during the fight."

"Hehe, we were just about to leave when we heard police sirens at the entrance of the complex. We had no choice but to come and hide with you, Sister Yan." Gu Yong, covering his bandaged cheek, grinned nonchalantly at Lu Yan.

"Still laughing! You rascal, you're so old, and you're still like my Duan Xiao, always fighting, and even assaulting a police officer! Are you out of your mind?" After hearing the whole story, Lu Yan's mouth dropped open in shock. After a moment of stunned silence, she poked Gu Yong's forehead hard with a finger, a mixture of fear and heartache.

"Xiao'er, what's wrong? Are you still angry with me?" Zhou Honghong, wearing only a bath towel and fiddling with her wet hair, walked into the bedroom and saw Duan Xiao still sitting listlessly on the edge of the bed in his pajamas.

"No, I'm not angry, I'm just tired." Duan Xiao's voice was calm, but it was clear that he wasn't telling the truth.

"You little rascal, still lying. Can't your teacher tell whether you're angry or not?" Seeing his dejected look, Zhou Honghong knew that he was still attached to her, and her heart warmed. She leaned over to him and cupped his face in her hands: "Good Xiao'er, come, lift your head and look at your teacher!"

"What?" Duan Xiao naturally reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist through the bath towel. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his head to meet her gaze.

"What else can I do? Silly girl, didn't I just say I'd make it up to you later? You always complained that I didn't love you enough because I never gave you my all. Now, I'll fulfill your wish and give you my all." As she spoke, Zhou Honghong's face was flushed. Although she was an experienced woman, the thought of what was about to happen still stirred her pure emotions.

"But, but, I want more than just this once. I want to be with you for a lifetime, never to be apart. Teacher, do you really have to go to Australia with me? Can you bear to leave me here alone?" Duan Xiao's hand around her slender waist tightened suddenly, his infatuated eyes filled with reluctance.

"Good Xiao'er, haven't I already told you everything? Why don't you understand? Ao'er and I are going to Australia this time not just for him, but also for your own good." Zhou Honghong looked at her student with affection in her eyes, gently persuading her.

"I know you love me, and I love you too. But, but, you also know that I have no choice in this situation. Think about it, given Ao'er and Xiaoyou's circumstances, can they stay in the country for even one more day? As for our relationship, you know your mother absolutely refuses to approve of it. Do you think I'd really let you turn against her? She's still your mother, after all. I'd rather people call me a slut who seduces students than let them call you a treacherous, ungrateful son who betrayed his mother. No, no! Xiao'er, I can't let them say that about you." "

But, teacher, I don't care, I don't care what others say about me. I just want to be with you, forever..." The more Zhou Honghong tried to persuade him, the more conflicted Duan Xiao felt, finding it hard to give up.

"Good Xiao'er, stop talking, stop talking. Listen to me, after I leave, you go back to your mother's side. When your mother comes to her senses, or when I've arranged everything over there, we'll...we'll meet again." Faced with her student's infatuated eyes, Zhou Honghong couldn't hold back any longer. In the end, she steeled herself and covered Duan Xiao's lips with her hand.

"Heh, wait for my mom to come to her senses? Who knows when that will be? You saw it when you were at my house last time. With her attitude, she wouldn't listen to either soft or hard approaches. Do you think she'll come to her senses? If she never comes to her senses, are we supposed to wait for her forever?" Hearing Zhou Honghong's words, Duan Xiao smiled bitterly, his words filled with resentment and helplessness.

"Don't worry, Xiao'er, your mother will understand someday. As long as you listen to me, after I'm gone, go home and spend time with her, comfort her, don't make her angry, don't bother her, and one day, she will understand us. On that day, we can reunite, love each other, and never be separated again." Saying these words, which even she herself wasn't sure could come true, Zhou Honghong felt a deep sorrow, but she couldn't say it out loud, offering only weak encouragement to Duan Xiao.

"Sigh, that's all I can do. I hope so, I hope I, Duan Xiao, can live to see that day!" Although Zhou Honghong's words were gentle, they sounded resolute to Duan Xiao, and a long sigh escaped his lips.

"Good Xiao'er, you mustn't say such discouraging things. Sigh, let's not talk about these heartbreaking things anymore. Come, Xiao'er, let your teacher give you... give you everything now." Zhou Honghong knew that the more entangled the threads of emotional troubles, the more complicated they became. It was better to use her captivating gentleness as a knife to quickly cut through that tangled mess. She bent her legs and knelt down in front of Duan Xiao, her face flushed, reaching out to pull on the belt of his pajamas.

"Teacher, I... I..." Hearing the beautiful teacher's helpless yet resolute words, Duan Xiao felt a mix of emotions. The thought that a moment of pleasure would be exchanged for permanent separation was hard to accept, and he almost blurted out, "I'd rather not have it."

However, seeing the beautiful teacher's blushing face, her charming and shy appearance, he ultimately kept the words to himself. Their teacher-student relationship had lasted so long, but he and Zhou Honghong had only ever engaged in light kisses and hugs, at most offering each other comfort. They had never crossed any lines. Now, his long-desired wish was about to be fulfilled, making it incredibly difficult for him to refuse. Besides, even if he agreed, his manhood wouldn't allow it, as it was already erect and ready for action.

"Xiao'er, it's so impressive," Zhou Honghong said, reaching out and pulling out his manhood, gently stroking it with her delicate hand.

"Is...is that so?" Looking at his teacher's kneeling face and red lips, especially the deep cleavage visible from above, he could no longer contain his excitement and swallowed hard.

"Yeah. Xiao'er, what if your mom finds out about us? Won't she be devastated?" For some reason, the beautiful teacher suddenly asked this, then lowered her head and, before he could answer, swallowed the erect penis. "

So you two were classmates in high school." Looking at Gu Yong, who had taken painkillers and was now fast asleep, Lu Yan felt a sense of relief. After hearing Miao Wenling's explanation, she finally understood their relationship. However, there was still one thing she didn't understand: Miao Wenling clearly loved Gu Yong, so why did she marry her current husband, Ma Jie?

"Then...then why did you marry Ma Jie?" She looked at Miao Wenling, hesitantly, wanting to understand more clearly.

"Sigh, it's all because of my father." Miao Wenling took a sip of water. For some reason, she suddenly felt that Lu Yan was someone she could confide in, someone to whom she could pour out all the grievances she had kept bottled up for years.

"Aunt Yan, you know, my dad is a veteran. Before his discharge, he participated in the 1979 Sino-Vietnamese War. At that time, he wasn't married and didn't have a girlfriend. He and my mom met through an introduction from the organization after his discharge."

"Back then, on the front lines, my dad was a battalion commander. He was like a brother to every soldier in his battalion. However, his closest friend was his political commissar, Ma Jie's father. He volunteered to participate in the Sino-Vietnamese War. At that time, Ma Jie was already three years old."

"Just how close were they? You'll know through this story. They made a pact that if one of them was killed, the other would help take care of his family. Once, after drinking, they even agreed that if my dad got married and had a child, if it was a boy, he and Ma Jie would become sworn brothers; if it was a girl, their families would become in-laws."

"My dad told me all this later. Soldiers of that era were all stubborn and principled. They believed in keeping their word; once a promise was made, it had to be kept."

"Aunt Yan, as you know, my dad later married my mom, and I was their first child."

"According to their agreement, I naturally had to marry Ma Jie." At this point, Miao Wenling's pretty face was filled with a sense of fatalism.

"This... isn't this an arranged marriage? Why didn't you object to your dad's unreasonable request?" Lu Yan was furious and quickly pressed for an answer.

"Hmph, object? Why didn't I object? But what good would objection do? You'll see when I finish." Miao Wenling took another sip of water and continued, "Sister Yan, do you know, if it weren't for what happened next, I might not have insisted on marrying Ma Jie. But after that happened, I could no longer change my fate."

"The whole war was going quite smoothly; my dad and his men escaped unscathed. But near the end, my dad's battalion suddenly received a combat order—an extremely important and dangerous one."

"A soldier's duty is to obey orders, and no matter how dangerous, my dad had to carry it out without hesitation. The battle was incredibly fierce; the enemy launched wave after wave of attacks. In the end, my dad's battalion was almost wiped out." "

My dad was in a frenzy, and after firing a whole magazine, he didn't even notice a grenade being thrown at him by the enemy. Just as the grenade was about to explode, Ma Jie's father noticed. Without thinking, he pounced on my dad and pinned him beneath him."

"In the end, he sacrificed his life, and my dad only lost hearing in one ear."

"So, Aunt Yan, you can imagine how guilty my dad felt towards Ma Jie and his whole family after he was discharged from the army. When I was just a month old, he couldn't wait to arrange a marriage between me and Ma Jie. Moreover, he cared for Ma Jie and her child more than he cared for my mother and me. Every time he got paid, he would send a large portion of his salary to them first, and then buy them this and that. By the time my mother received the money, less than a third was left." "

My mother was quite understanding at first, but after a while, she started to complain. My dad had a bad temper, so he would either verbally abuse my mother or beat her severely. In the end, my mother couldn't take it anymore and asked for a divorce."

"My dad readily agreed. He only made one request: that I stay. Everything else was agreed to by my mom. Ha, do you know why? He just wanted to fulfill the promise he made to Ma Jie's dad back then."

As she finished speaking, Miao Wenling's eyes filled with tears. She looked nothing like a capable policewoman; she was a pitiful little girl who had suffered countless injustices.

"Xiaoling, don't cry, don't cry. Sigh, your dad is really something. How could he do this? Isn't he just like a bandit?" Lu Yan quickly pulled her into her arms, wiping her tears and gently comforting her.

"Back in college, I even brought Yong-ge home with me to beg him. Aunt Yan, do you know what he said to me? He said, 'Xiaoling, you're my daughter, so you have to listen to me. If you dare disobey, I'll kill myself.' Later, he actually pulled out a Type 54 pistol and pointed it at his temple."

"Aunt Yan, tell me, what can I do with a father like that? Between him and Yong-ge, I can only choose to be sorry to Yong-ge. But I really can't let go, so, so, we've just kept going like this."

After telling the whole story about how her father broke her up with Gu Yong, Miao Wenling felt much better. She lifted her head from Lu Yan's arms and looked at Lu Yan's caring eyes, feeling a little embarrassed, then bursting into a smile through her tears.

"Silly girl, isn't this great? Look how beautiful you are when you smile." Seeing her smile, Lu Yan was also pleased. She reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, then asked in a low voice, "So, does Ma Jie know that you and Gu Yong are still in a relationship?"

"Ah? He... he... knows." Having just regained her composure, Miao Wenling really hadn't expected Lu Yan to ask such a question again. Her face immediately turned red again, and her answer was stammering, almost incoherent.

"Oh—! Let her collapse!" Duan Xiao let out a muffled groan, suddenly feeling his huge penis being surrounded by a warm and soft body. In fact, he had experienced this kind of oral sex from a beautiful teacher many times before, but this time was truly different from the past, especially when he thought about what was about to happen, which made his blood boil and extremely excited.

"You little rascal, you have no conscience! You've really forgotten your mother after marrying a wife. Nothing's even happened yet,

and you're already disowning your dear mother." Hearing her young lover's words, Zhou Honghong couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. The fact that she could make such a young boy so devoted truly demonstrated her charm. Besides, she herself had endured so many years without ever having sex. Since she had decided to let go this time, why not go all the way, both to make amends to her lover and to enjoy herself?

With these thoughts, Zhou Honghong's lust intensified. She smacked her lips, making dry "mmm" sounds, swallowing deeply and urgently.

"Ah—, Teacher… slow… slow down, I… I can't take it anymore…" Soon after, Duan Xiao felt a strange sensation in his lower body; the swelling, tingling, and numb feeling was driving him crazy. He reached out and cupped his beautiful teacher's flushed face, pleading urgently, "T-Teacher, I can't take it anymore, hurry, give it to me."

Seeing her student's impatient expression, Zhou Honghong knew he truly couldn't hold back any longer. So, she smiled slightly, stood up, and with a gentle push, laid her lover down on the bed. She herself, with a shy yet alluring air, followed suit, undressing, loosening her belt, and straddling his lap with captivating charm.

"..." Duan Xiao was utterly dumbfounded. His breathing quickened, his eyes glazed over. He had never seen his teacher so beautiful, so radiant, so alluring before. Her eyes, her figure, her charm—all gave him a feeling of déjà vu, yet also of something completely new.

He watched as she gently parted her jade-like fingers, clearing away the pink secret gate hidden among the dark grass, then watched as she brought that secret gate closer and closer to his treasure, until it touched, and then she slipped it in…

“Oh, so soft, so warm, so tight—” In a daze, before he could even understand what was happening, Duan Xiao felt his glans surrounded by a tight, warm, and soft jade, warm and tight, slippery and deep, like a paradise, making him weak all over in an instant, as if he had drunk strong acid.

“No! No! Teacher, I’m going to ejaculate!” No sooner said than done, Duan Xiao felt his penis tremble and ejaculate streams of hot fluid.

“It’s over! I’ve ejaculated prematurely!” Instantly, Duan Xiao’s handsome face turned bright red, feeling utterly ashamed: this was truly a case of dying before even being born, having longed for it day and night for so long, only to be so weak, truly losing all face.

"Ah—" Zhou Honghong gasped softly, a little disappointed but quickly understanding. She got up from under Duan Xiao, stroking his softened penis as she gently comforted him, "Silly boy, don't be shy, all men are like this the first time."

"Really? I...I don't have premature ejaculation?" Duan Xiao asked gratefully, both surprised and delighted.

"What? Premature ejaculation? Hehe, looks like you need to brush up on your sex education." Zhou Honghong chuckled inwardly, "How can this be called premature ejaculation? All men are like this the first time, it won't be like this again."

"Really?" Under her skillful caresses, and being young, Duan Xiao's penis quickly regained its vigor, even appearing stronger and firmer.

"Don't believe me? Want to try?" Zhou Honghong smiled sweetly, teasing him.

"Of course I want to try, but this time I want to take the initiative." Seeing that he was able to perform again, Duan Xiao immediately regained his confidence, sat up, and looked at the beautiful teacher.

"If you want to take the initiative, then come on." Looking into Duan Xiao's eager eyes, Zhou Honghong knew he had been waiting for this for a long time, so she agreed. She then lay down to one side, her eyes slightly closed, ready to receive his intrusion.

"Teacher, I want you to watch too." Unexpectedly, Duan Xiao reached out and lifted her head, staring intently at her, gesturing for her to look at their pressed lower bodies.

"You little rascal, you're pushing your luck." Hearing his request, Zhou Honghong was both shy and excited, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Ah, my good teacher, you're so good to me." Seeing her nod, Duan Xiao was overjoyed. He leaned down and pressed against his beautiful teacher's body.

"Good Xiao'er, take it slow, don't rush." Zhou Honghong arched her back, watching his movements intently while reaching out to guide him.

Duan Xiao smiled excitedly, following her instructions to spread her pink legs with his knees. Then, supporting himself on the bed with one hand and holding his penis with the other, he aimed at her pink vulva and slowly inserted it.

"Oh, Xiao'er—" Zhou Honghong gasped as the massive member slid in all the way, reaching the very bottom, giving her a long-lost feeling—swelling, fullness, and comfort: "Xiao'er, my good Xiao'er, just like that, you're making me feel so good..."

"Oh, teacher... I, I feel so tight, so hot..." The second insertion, though not as intense as before, almost made Duan Xiao ejaculate prematurely again. He gritted his teeth and persevered. After resting for a moment, he began thrusting, initially cautiously, but later increasing the force and speed, becoming more and more intense and addictive.

He began to fully understand why all men in the world were lustful; putting aside other parts of a woman, just this little hole was enough to make a man want to die, to be utterly captivated.

"Ah... oh... Xiao'er, my good Xiao'er, fuck me, fuck your lewd teacher. Haven't you wanted to fuck me for a long time? Oh... use more force, fuck your teacher's little cunt raw..." Once her private parts were open, Zhou Honghong had no more scruples, and her long-dormant lust was ignited all at once. She struggled with her limbs, tightly wrapping her little lover around her, twisting and moaning, murmuring, preparing to completely indulge herself before parting.

Seeing Zhou Honghong's agonizing reaction to his attacks, Duan Xiao felt a surge of pride: "Damn it, this woman is so shameless. Before she gives herself to him, she's always coy and pretentious, setting limits everywhere; but once she gives herself to him, she cries out for him like this. So shameless. Fuck, you're lewd, aren't you? I'll make you lewd to the very end."

Thinking this, a mischievous idea suddenly popped into his head. With a muffled "plop," he pulled his entire penis out of Zhou Honghong's honeypot, swaying it between her legs.

"Xiao... Xiao'er, why did you suddenly stop? Quick, quick, keep going!" Zhou Honghong pleaded, her face full of confusion and her heart brimming with longing.

"Go, I'll go right now." Duan Xiao grinned wickedly, his knees pressing firmly against her legs, grabbing a handful of saliva from her vulva and smearing it on the small, brownish-red chrysanthemum at the back of her buttocks.

"Ah? Xiao... Xiao'er, what... what are you doing? No, don't...! Ah—, it hurts—" Zhou Honghong suddenly realized what was happening. In her fear, before she could even dodge, she felt a thick, hard penis pressing against her tight anus, relentlessly pushing its way in. She gritted her teeth, already feeling the pain. "

Does it hurt? My good teacher, didn't you say you'd give yourself to me completely tonight? Then this is naturally part of it. Be good, bear with it, it won't hurt in a bit!" Duan Xiao continued to grinn wickedly, showing no mercy to Zhou Honghong's cries. He continued to grind his penis into her anus, until it gradually opened and widened her anus, then swallowed most of the penis.

"Ah—, ah—, Xiao'er, you bad Xiao'er, you've almost killed your teacher..." Zhou Honghong was unable to move, only able to passively endure it. The fragrant sweat covering her body, it was hard to tell whether it represented pain or bliss.

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